Wednesday, May 14, 2008

My mother appears to have had a stroke. Or at any rate, something is seriously wrong with her since her surgery Monday. She sees double, talks nonsense (not all the time, but much of the time) and hallucinates. Or else her Uncle Alf really did visit her from the world beyond...take your pick.

Demetrios is packing his things, and in a few moments we will be off to Northern Virginia to be with her. Wendy is holding the fort meanwhile, but she shouldn't have to be alone right now, either.

Raccoons and birds have gone to Chris. Tiki the Mouse has been released. So have the four remaining squirrels. Neighbors caring for cats.

Please pray for my poor Mom. She is not paranoid and not a hypochondriac, so when she says she's dying, one has to give some weight to her opinion, even while hoping she's wrong!